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Volume 1 Chapter 452 Concerns

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    Chapter 452: Concerns

    The cold wind is blowing, and the sky is filled with light red snowflakes.

    As soon as he walked out of the room, Li Shaojun felt the coldness brought by the cold wind, and he couldn't help but shudder.  This planet is in the outer orbit of the planetary system, and the hottest time of the year is below freezing. If it weren't for the abundance of dry ice, no one would choose to live here, he thought to himself.  The cold wind rushed straight through the gap between the sleeves and neck of the floor-length robe, making him feel the coldness he had not seen for a long time.  The constant temperature system on the starship will control the temperature at the most suitable temperature for the human body. It has been a long time since he has felt the breath of the planet's four seasons.

    Several tough guards stood upright in the cold wind, as if the cold wind was their enemy, and they would never surrender.  Li Shaojun frowned inadvertently. These were the guards specially selected for him by His Majesty the Emperor. They were all the most elite soldiers, with a total of three hundred people.  Most of them have experienced cruel and bloody ground battles, are firm-willed, and are not afraid of sacrifice, but Li Shaojun doesn't like them very much.  The smell of soldiers was too strong on them.  He still liked the group of people he brought from the Intelligence Department. They were like chameleons and easily blended into the crowd.  Whether they are facing rude mining workers or gentle nobles, they can always handle it well.  But these soldiers can't. They always have a kind of vigilance and coldness in their eyes. When there are more than three people, they will automatically line up in a line and maintain a straight posture when standing. Anyone can easily do it without special training.  to identify them from the crowd.

    In addition to the 300-person guard, there is also a special operations team hidden in the surrounding area. Their mission is to spy on intelligence and eliminate all people who may pose a threat to Li Shaojun.  Originally, Yi Lexiang wanted to arrange some ghost mechas for him, but he politely refused.  Those big guys are too conspicuous, and once exposed, the relationship between the Doomsday Cult and Charno will be revealed immediately.  If it weren't for the fact that the Imperial Alliance did not have a good social order like democratic countries, he would not even want to bring these guards.

    He walked up to a soldier.  When he stood in front of the other party, the other party subconsciously puffed up his chest, just like a lower-level soldier would do when facing a superior.  Li Shaojun even noticed that the other party's right hand moved slightly. He probably wanted to salute him.  Li Shaojun couldn't help but sigh. Although he had reminded these soldiers many times, they could not change the habits they had developed in the army.  The other party is not very old, which also shows that he has not yet been infected with the glib tone of veterans.  However, now he hopes that Yi Lexiang can send him those veteran ruffians who are disobedient to discipline.  At least, they won't be as conspicuous as these young soldiers.

    Because of the war, various countries recruited and expanded their armies in large numbers, and the ratio of soldiers to civilians rose to an astonishing 1:3.  The ratio is even higher in Charno, where almost every adult male of working age joins the military or serves in military-related industries.  The same is true for this cold resource star.  So even though these tough soldiers sometimes attract curious eyes, on the whole at least they do not cause interference from the authorities.  But this situation may change as the number of believers gradually increases.

    He pretended not to care and looked into the distance.  There were a few bored-looking men gathering together.  They dug a hole in the ground and lit a large piece of solid wood. Ice-blue flames flew up to Lao Gao.  Everything seemed normal, as miners digging for dry ice often do.  However, most of the miners should be working at this time, and they would not have the leisure to run to the open space in front of the prayer house to light a fire to keep warm.  Even if some shift miners are not working, they are either enjoying wine and drunken talk in a steaming bar, or they are hiding in a dark hut and sleeping with their heads covered.  From these people, he felt the flavor of his peers.  It¡¯s just that these colleagues are not that sophisticated.

    Last night, he attended a cocktail party.  He had a good chat with the planet's governor and police chief. Although his attempt to get close to the planet's defense chief was unsuccessful, at least he could be sure that their actions had not yet caused the remote resource planet's  be wary of the ruling authorities.  So where do these people come from?  Imperial Intelligence Headquarters?  Or the internal affairs department of the empire?  A religious organization that has grown to millions of members in a short period of time has reason to be wary.  A harmless smile appeared on Li Shaojun's face, and he turned and walked into the next room, where there were still some new members of the congregation waiting for his evildoing.  No matter where those people come from, they will not take any action for the time being without evidence.  This was his last sermon on this planet before he would leave here for the next planet, where he hoped to see them again.

    The purpose of the establishment of the 'Doomsday Sect' is not to launch an uprising or cause any riots, its purpose is only to sow the seeds of strange magic.  So the other party will never be able to find it.?Anything to do with him.  Of course, anything could happen in a federation of states ruled by an imperial power.  Sometimes those in power don't really care about the opinions of the lower classes. If they think your existence affects their rule, they will make you disappear without any reason.  So you have to be careful when doing things.  But there was not much time left for him. His Majesty the Emperor had temporarily suspended military operations against the Imperial Alliance, but the war with the barbarians could break out at any time.  Once the savages realize that the war they were expecting will not break out, their invasions will begin again¡ª¡ª

    Lead clouds hung low, rain continued, and dazzling lightning and rumbling thunder passed across the sky from time to time.

    Al Drogo sat quietly at the yellow pear wood table near the window. Jason, whom he called: 'an alien among the barbarians,' was lying on the cushioned sofa opposite him, his whole body sunken.  Entering the soft black velvet, holding a glass of wine in hand, a look of enjoyment on his face.  "This is real life." Al Drogo heard Jason whisper, but he did not respond.

    This luxurious residence belongs to an interstellar businessman, perhaps the richest man on the planet.  However, a rich man like him is of no value to the barbarians. Just like other civilians, he was escorted onto a transport starship bound for Molkosia. Now, he may have become part of the Blood Gate.  .  He has been living in this luxurious residence for several weeks.  Compared with his ignorant people, he knows how to choose a place for himself.

    But since Jason came to visit him for the first time, the tranquility here has been broken.  Jason stayed here for various reasons, as if he wanted to occupy the magpie's nest.  In Al Drogo's view, the only reason Jason stayed here was because he loved the wine in the underground cellar.  Sometimes he really couldn't understand how an alien like Jason could be born in a purgatory-like sealed place.  He seems to enjoy life better than humans, which is his innate talent. He passionately loves all human luxuries, except human beauties.  This is probably related to his unwillingness to restrain his power.  In front of the powerful physical and mental power of the barbarians, human women are as fragile as porcelain dolls. If they are not careful, they will turn into a torn and bloody corpse.  And for some unknown reason, Jason never took off his fire armor, not even when sleeping.  This may be related to the fact that he cherishes his own life extremely. Since experiencing the catastrophe of the disintegration of the Left Star, Jason's weird preference seems to be getting worse.  He is always accompanied by newly replenished Chapter guards. Now they are standing outside this mansion. The air is filled with spiritual power. This feeling is a bit like being watched, but Jason seems to be interested in it.  I don't care about this at all, and I even enjoy it a little bit.  Sometimes, Al Drogo even suspected that the reason why Jason kept pestering him was because of his understanding of the world. This understanding could allow him to avoid some dangers in advance.

    The defeat at Zuo Neixing caused the largest casualty since the invasion of the barbarians.  However, with Jason's help and the fact that they discovered the secret of the Charnor mecha, the angry 'Sir' finally let the two people escape.  But they were deprived of the right to lead the battle group.  To be precise, the two of them now have less than 200 subordinates combined.  Not long ago, after the League of Gods and the Barbarians joined forces, Al Drogo's status in the eyes of the 'Venerable' also plummeted. He had not seen the 'Venerable' for a long time.

    Most of the time, he stayed in this mansion, staring at the deep starry sky, feeling at a loss.  He thought of the days when he was not with his tribe in this world. At that time, he was surrounded by loyal subordinates, a wife, and children, and his life was rich and colorful.  A blur flashed in his eyes. At that time, he hated the shackles of his family so much, an inconsiderate wife, and an ineffective son. But now, these memories have become the only warmth in his heart.

    "What are you thinking about?" There was a hint of surprise in Jason's eyes. He straightened up and looked at Al Drogo with suspicion.  He felt some emotion from Al Drogo that he had never experienced before. He had seen it in those secular people, mothers gazing at their children, husbands embracing their wives, warriors and warriors going to death together many  Many, but he never understood the emotion.  He thought it was something only secular people had.  But now he felt the same emotion from Al Drogo, a pure barbarian.

    "" Al Drogo stared at the gray world outside the window, "I'm thinking about my family."

    "Your family?" Jason scratched his head in confusion, "Do you have a family? You were a child when you left the Sealed Land Oh, you mean this world?"

    Orr Drogo didn¡¯t answer, but Jason already knew the answer.  He jumped up from the sofa, as nimble as a mountain leopard.  He drank the wine in the cup in his handHe finished, then rushed to Al Drogo's side and sat directly on the table.  "What does that feel like?" He looked at Al Drogo's gentle face with anticipation and confusion.

    "How does it feel?" Al Drogo hesitated for a moment. It didn't seem like the right thing to talk about these things with a tribesman who had never lived in this world, but now he really hoped that someone could share the depression in his heart.  He felt a certain loneliness, just like when he first came into this world.  The return of his tribe did not dilute this loneliness. On the contrary, he felt worse than before.  His eyes once again moved to the hazy world outside the window, shrouded in thin threads of raindrops. Maybe it was because of the weather?  He secretly laughed at himself. In the human world, only young children can be sentimental when the weather is gloomy, and he has long passed that age.

    Jason stared at him, waiting for his answer.

    "That feeling is very complicated, bitter, sweet, expectation, nostalgia, hope"

    "Bitterness, sweetness, expectation, nostalgia, hope" Jason murmured and repeated Al Drogo's words.  Bitter?  When his first lover was swallowed up by flames, there was only hatred in his heart; sweetness?  When his first child died soon after his birth, he only had hatred in his heart; nostalgia?  When his parents and brothers were smashed into a ball of flesh by the collapsing rocks, there was only hatred in his heart Jason blankly moved his eyes to the gray outside the window. There may have been a brief moment of beauty, but in his long life  The long memory was filled with battles, endless battles. Apart from the battles, there was only vast blood and never-ending flames. There was only a fiery red in his memory.

    After a long time, Jason hesitantly reached out and patted Al Drogo on the shoulder.  There are some things that he will never understand, those things only belong to this world.  "You are luckier than us, and more unlucky than us." Jason said with a hint of sympathy.  Al Drogo was a little surprised and sympathized?  He never thought he would feel sympathy among his own people.  This is so strange.  He looked at Jason in surprise, shook his head and said with a smile: "You are really an anomaly."

    "I take that as a compliment, even though it sounds a bit weird." Jayne shrugged, "Where are they now?" he asked.

    "I don't know!" Al Drogo shook his head, with a hint of bitterness on his face.  He pointed at the sky, "It must be somewhere in the starry sky!"

    "You sent the clan members away before they returned." Jason nodded clearly.  "Wise approach. I don't think you have told 'His Holiness' about this."

    There was a trace of vigilance on Al Drogo's face, and he stared into Jason's eyes, "No! I don't want him to know about this either." He might have made a big mistake, he thought.

    "I won't tell him." Jason had a sincere smile on his face.

    Sincerity?  Al Drogo doubted his own eyes. He actually saw sincerity on the face of a barbarian. This was even more incredible than a secular man flying freely in the sky.

    "I swear!" Jason raised his palms.

    Orr Drogo couldn't help but want to laugh and swear to the 'Honored One' that he would never tell the 'Honored One' the secret?  The oath itself is a refutation.  Jason also realized how ridiculous his words were, and a smile appeared on his face.

    ¡°His Holiness has returned to Molkosia,¡± he whispered.

    Orr Drogo was stunned for a moment, Jason's topic changed a bit quickly.  However, he soon understood what Jason meant.  "The space channel connecting this world is going to be completely opened?" This should have been ecstatic news, but he seemed to be unable to feel any joy from the bottom of his heart.  "How do you know?" he asked.  Jason has been staying with him these days, but he seems to know everything about what is happening outside, and he even has a way to know the whereabouts of Lord 'Virgin'.  Maybe he should re-examine his 'ally', he has too many secrets.

    Jason smiled but didn¡¯t answer.

    "Okay." Al Drogo shook his head helplessly, as if he himself was hiding many secrets. It seemed that Jason didn't want to answer his question.  He pretended to be relaxed and said: "At least we can get supplementary fire crystals." After the Barbarians invaded the southern star field of the original Democratic Alliance, they never launched a major attack.  One of the biggest reasons is that there is no supplement of fire crystals.  Now with the opening of the final space passage, it also means that this war will also enter a fever pitch.

    "With the fire crystal, we may not win this war, right?" Jason asked, "I heard that an extremely powerful weapon appeared in Charno."

    "Are you talking about the planetary fortress?" Orr Drogo nodded bitterly, "The war is catalyzing the society of secular people, and they are very smart. We have to speed up the attack, otherwise?One day they will surpass us.  "

    "How powerful is it?"

    Orr Drogo's eyes moved out the window again, "We are on a planet now. If we can activate it and let it obey our command, how powerful do you think it will be?"

    Jason thought for a moment, then shock crept onto his face.

    "However, the planetary fortress is not invincible, at least not to us. We can board the fortress and directly attack the people above. As long as the weapon is a weapon, it must be operated by someone. Without the person operating it, it will be useless to us.  No longer poses a threat.¡±

    "But Charno still has those mechas," Jason looked out the window. Clouds and fog enveloped the earth. Even his sight could not penetrate the thick fog and see the distant horizon.  "A modified planetary weapon, I don't know how many mechas will be on it" He hesitated for a long time, "No matter whether we win or lose, the price will be huge. They can detonate another planet."

    Orr Drogo remained silent. Jason was right.  For the Charnorans, the battle of the barbarian attack on the planetary fortress has three outcomes: victory, defeat, and shared death.  But there are only two endings for them: failure or death together.  The Charno people would never let such a weapon fall into the hands of the barbarians.

    "This is not a problem that you and I should consider. You have forgotten that we have been relieved of military power." Jason's face showed a trace of relief.  Al Drogo looked at the relief on Jason's face and couldn't help but feel dumb.  He couldn't understand this Jason more and more. In his eyes, he seemed to only care about himself. He only cared about his own life and death. He didn't seem to care about anything else, including the death of a large number of clan members.

    "Oh, by the way, you haven't contacted the other emissaries yet?" Jason's leaping thinking once again made Al Drogo speechless.

    After a while, he tried to follow Jason's thoughts.  "No," he replied.  He tried to contact them but got no response.  He obtained relevant information about the current situation in the secular world from the Divine Alliance, and he knew that all changes were related to the secret activities of other emissaries.  Did he even know what they were planning to do?  This was also a secret, but he was not prepared to tell the 'venerable' or his people what he knew.

    "That Yi Lexiang has now become the emperor, and his people occupy the vast star field."

    "I know." Al Drogo nodded. To be honest, he was extremely surprised when he heard the news.  He knew the young man too well, and this must not have been the young man's intention.  Some people imposed the title of emperor on his head.  The surrender of Tire and Thomas King was even more surprising.  If you include the old Marshal Bai who committed suicide, the three military gods in the human world all favored this young man. All signs indicate that there is some kind of secret hidden in that young man, and even this secret is closely related to the fate of mankind.  .  This may be the reason why the 'Honored One' has always been afraid of that young man.

    Humanity now has a planetary fortress, but the space channel between the sealed land and the real world is about to be opened. As the fire crystals are added to the hands of the battle group, the power gap between the two will widen again.  He was looking forward to what amazing move the young man would do next.  There are also those weird ghost mechas. He can conclude that the mecha is a kind of spiritual mecha. With it, the Charno people can confront the barbarians head-on. But the problem is that he can't explain why there is no one.  to manipulate them.  He once speculated that Charno had restarted the research and development plan for mechanical intelligence.  However, he later denied this speculation.  Even if Charno really restarts the mechanical intelligence project (the crisis faced by secular people is enough for them to take this risk), the development of mechanical intelligence also requires a process, and it will never be possible to reach those black machines in a short time.  A level.  This is another difficult puzzle, but it's an enemy secret¡ª¡ª

    Yi Lexiang looked at the gadget in front of him with joy. Tang Xingguang, who was standing next to him, looked excited and proud.

    "It will be completed soon. Although it is just a test product, your requirements can basically be met."

    "How did you do it?" Yi Lexiang couldn't help but ask. Only a few months later, Tang Xingguang had already made a test product, which really excited him.  Originally, he thought that it would take at least a year before the research and development of the Star System could be completed.

    Tang Xingguang's face showed a trace of embarrassment, "Actually, I have not solved the problem of single-frequency mental locking. Mental power is too complicated. If you want to make a machine that can accommodate all mental frequencies, unless you can solve the mystery of mental power, otherwise  It just couldn't be done. So I went another route."

    "No solution? But just now I"

    "Failure to solve the problem of mental frequency locking does not mean that we cannot solve this problem using other methods." Tang ?A trace of pride flashed across his big, plump face.  "Whether it's a biological mecha or a space mine or something else, they can accept spiritual frequencies because of the spiritual sensor. From the beginning, I always wanted to make the sensor detect more frequencies. This is the spiritual solution.  The key to locking in. But I soon realized that this road would not work at all. Spiritual frequency is the most complicated thing I have ever seen, and it may be difficult to solve this problem in my lifetime. At that time, the entire research  Work was stagnant. Until I suddenly discovered these space mines." Tang Xingguang pointed with his chubby fingers at the mines floating in the void in the gravity-free studio.

    "I remember you once controlled thousands of mines at the same time."

    "But that giant sensor can only be used by me after I use it." Yi Lexiang answered in confusion,

    "I didn't say sensors, I said space mines." Tang Xingguang said, "Only you can use the sensors, but those mines are not. They can still be used."

    "They only have receivers installed on them, and the receivers are locked to specific sensors"

    "That's right, otherwise if more than two sensors are running at the same time, how can the receiver tell which sensor's instructions it should obey? But this is exactly the key to solving the problem."

    Yi Lexiang lowered his head and pondered. He still didn't understand what Tang Xingguang meant.

    "Look," Tang Xingguang took out an induction helmet and put it on, and then asked his assistant to put on another induction helmet.  Under Yi Lexiang's startled eyes, the inductive mines in the gravity-free studio were divided into two rows, and they could exchange control with each other.

    "Huh? How did you do it?"

    ¡°It¡¯s very simple, just unlock the locking program between the sensor and the mine.¡± Tang Xingguang said proudly, ¡°However, the locking program in this sensor is quite complicated, and we didn¡¯t complete the cracking work until recently.¡±

    "What do you mean" Yi Lexiang roughly understood what Tang Xingguang meant, but it was not very clear yet.

    "What you want to build is a communication network. We only need to gather together the sensors that have been set to various spiritual frequencies. After unlocking the lock program and opening it, through this network we can achieve most of what we want.  functions. For example, everyone can control space mines, and everyone can access this network. As long as these sensor aggregations are repeatedly copied, they can be deployed in the starry sky at a certain distance, just like the spacecraft we use now.  Same as the Internet satellite system."

    "What if new individual communication frequencies are added to this aggregation?" Yi Lexiang frowned. He could accept the proposal of a sensor aggregation. With the technology they currently have, they can create smaller sensors.  , and the sensing range of the sensor is larger than the communication distance of ordinary communication satellites, and it is not interfered by other signals. If necessary, they can build similar devices on the surface of the planet.  But there is a big problem here. For every additional human individual who practices spiritual guidance, a new sensor needs to be added to the aggregate.  It's impossible for him to replace these polymers every time.  The starry sky is so vast, and so many polymers are needed, so this project is too big.

    "It doesn't have to be so troublesome." Tang Xingguang answered confidently, "When I was designing the polymer satellite, oh, this is the name I gave it," he explained, "I took this factor into consideration, so I planned to put them  It is designed into a honeycomb structure and has reserved enough sensors that are not locked to the mental frequency. When adding a new mental communication frequency, he only needs to lock a mental sensor first and then release it to the nearest aggregate satellite.  Once the authorization is passed, this aggregate will automatically emit the newly authorized spiritual frequency to other aggregates, so that it won't take long for all aggregates to be authorized, and you see, the problem will be solved."

    ¡°What if all the blank sensors are used up?¡±

    "As I said before, I set up the satellites in a honeycomb shape. My idea is to launch a batch of blank sensors into space every once in a while. This can completely ensure that there are enough blank sensors for use." Tang Xingguang  After a moment of hesitation, "The Star System is a military communication system. Once someone is killed or has his authorization revoked, we can remove the sensor that locks his mental frequency from the polymer satellite"

    Yi Lexiang nodded.  This is not impossible. The Skynet system will also release satellites every once in a while to replace the old and damaged satellites.  There seems to be no problem if the Star System adopts a similar approach.  "But the problem of biological mechas cannot be solved." The size of the polymer satellite will not be too small after it is built. Obviously, it is a bit impractical to install it on a mecha.

    Tang Xingguang scratched his head in embarrassment, "That's for sure. After all,The problem of God locking is not really solved, I am just opportunistic in doing so.  "

    "Haha, it's not easy to complete it in such a short time. My expectations are too high." Yi Lexiang smiled. Tang Xingguang's approach was indeed a bit opportunistic, but in doing so he did solve the problem of building a  Various difficult problems of the star system.  And this also has the advantage that it is impossible for the enemy to use conventional means to invade their star system.

    "I basically agree with your approach. You make the sample as soon as possible and submit it to the technical review committee of the Ministry of War Science and Technology. I will ask them to accept it as soon as possible. Once the acceptance is completed, you can arrange production immediately. By then we will also have our own network system  Yes. Oh, by the way, your aggregate satellite also needs to add the intelligent module of an ordinary satellite. We can communicate with each other through the spiritual network, but the intelligent brain system cannot."

    As he spoke, he turned on the wrist smart brain on his wrist, "I have a password interpretation program here." You implant it into the core module of the polymer satellite. Without this interpretation program, remote communication cannot be achieved.  "The network that uses mental power as the carrier obviously cannot reach the level of telepathic communication, but it can complete password transmission through some kind of psychic tremor, which is naturally very complicated. Fortunately, the entire system was originally used for military purposes, and with this system  Even without communication equipment, soldiers can completely transmit messages. In a battle with a complex electronic environment, this is obviously a great improvement.

    When the two of them had settled all the problems, Yi Lexiang ordered the attendants to bring plenty of food.  He knew Tang Xingguang's preference for food, so he specially brought with him some of the royal chefs Tier had arranged for him this time.  The space city where Tang Xingguang is located has tools and stoves for making various foods, which was also specially arranged by Yi Lexiang.  While the two were working, the chefs were also busy.  Now they finally have time to enjoy delicious food.

    "How long has it been since you returned to Annuoji?" Tang Xingguang threw a piece of golden meat into his mouth and chewed it. It was a fragrant piece of roasted suckling pig.

    "I don't really remember, two years or three years?" Yi Lexiang was stunned for a moment and answered sadly.  He was silent for a while, "Are my parents okay?"

    "They are very good! Your dad is good at interstellar chess. Lieutenant General Bu Yun often goes to him to discuss chess skills when he has nothing to do. However, more defeats than wins."

    Yi Lexiang smiled, "That's because Lieutenant General Bu Yun deliberately let my father go. Lieutenant General Bu Yun is a master of strategy, how could his chess skills be so bad. Welldoes my father know that I am the emperor?"

    "Haha, I don't know. A few days ago, Lieutenant General Bu Yun wanted to find an opportunity to tell them, but he ended up talking about the Imperial Alliance. Your father severely criticized the various drawbacks that dictatorship has brought to mankind. Don't you  I know how weird Lieutenant General Bu Yun's expression was at that time, but he didn't say anything when he finally left."

    Yi Lexiang burst into laughter.  He knows his father's temper best, and he dislikes the imperial system and the family system the most.  I may have been deeply influenced by him and I am quite indifferent to these things.  However, now he has become the supreme emperor of the Charno Empire, which makes people lament the impermanence of the world.

    "How is Yanxi doing now?" Yi Lexiang pondered for a moment and asked.

    "I thought you wouldn't take the initiative to mention her." Tang Xingguang looked at the shy Yi Lexiang with a teasing look.

    "Where did you come from with so much nonsense!" Yi Lexiang was so irritated by the ridicule in Tang Xingguang's eyes.

    "Hehe," Tang Xingguang let out a series of weird laughs, "She is still working as an assistant researcher in the laboratory. Last time when the old dean went to the capital planet because of the fire armor incident, she made a fuss and wanted to be with the old dean.  Go, saying that it's boring to stay in Annuoji all the time. In fact, everyone knows that the person she wants to see is you." At this point, Tang Xingguang hesitated, "Usually when she has something to do, she will go to see your parents and help them.  Do some work or something. However, she became depressed after the news came that you became the emperor of the empire some time ago. Except for working hours, she shuts herself in her room most of the time"

    Tang Xingguang looked at Yi Lexiang who lowered his head and said nothing, "She is afraid"

    "I know!" Yi Lexiang interrupted Tang Xingguang.  He knew what Meng Yanqian was worried about and what he was hesitating about.  He has now become the Emperor of the Empire, and there is a huge difference in status between the two.  She was worried that she wasn't good enough for him.

    Yi Lexiang's silence also made Tang Xingguang, who was already very interested, a little worried. He looked at Yi Lexiang worriedly.  "I know that you and Meng Yanqian have never officially established a relationship. At that time, you were just a small second lieutenant officer, and now you have become the emperor of the empire, but Meng Yanqian is a good girl. If you really don't  No one blames you if you want to, but you'd better explain it to her yourself.???She is as pure as pure white snowflakes, a little heat may melt her.  You don't know that during the days when Meng Yanqian was depressed, the entire laboratory became much quieter.  Everyone tried their best to make her happy"

    "Who said I disagreed?" Yi Lexiang raised his head and glanced at Tang Xingguang strangely, as if he suddenly understood the meaning of Tang Xingguang's words just now, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed: "Do a lot of people think so?"

    "Anyway, people in the laboratory talk like this in private"

    "Damn it," Yi Lexiang said angrily, "I said Yan Qian was so sensitive this time. It turns out it's because you guys are making wild guesses. Needless to say, she must have overheard you talking nonsense in private." Yi Lexiang  The more Xiang talked, the angrier he became. Tang Xingguang left his seat and ran to the side with a whoosh, "I'm telling you, even though you are the emperor now, you are not allowed to knock on other people's foreheads." Yi Lexiang had always been in Annuoji.  He took pleasure in knocking him on the head, which he had lingering fears about.  "Besides, why didn't you say anything when I just said that? If you don't have something in your heart, why are you feeling guilty?"

    "Am I guilty? What am I guilty of?"

    "You are the emperor now. The emperor naturally has three palaces and six courtyards, and there are countless beauties in the backyard"

    "Fart! Which era are you talking about? Now even the emperor of the Imperial Alliance no longer pays attention to these Huh? Backyard? You ignorant guy, that is the harem! The harem! Do you understand?  Back in the backyardcan you become the chief researcher like this? Do you believe it or not, I will remove you now."

    "Then you are retaliating and framing Zhongliang," Tang Xingguang shot back not to be outdone.  "If you don't feel guilty, then why didn't you say anything just now?"

    Yi Lexiang looked at Tang Xingguang who looked wary, dumbfounded, "I was wondering if I should go back to Annuoji to have a look."

    "As soon as I mention a beautiful woman, I want to go back to Annuoji. I haven't seen you mention my uncle and aunt just now. You are a guy who values ??sex over friends." Tang Xingguang muttered in a low voice.

    "I think you are getting impatient!" Yi Lexiang laughed angrily and looked at Tang Xingguang with a ferocious expression.

    "Pay attention to your appearance, you are the emperor of the empire now"

    "I, if the emperor is not here today, I will deal with you first." Yi Lexiang flew towards Tang Xingguang,

    "The emperor is beating someone, your lord the emperor, holy shit, does anyone care?" Tang Xingguang pointed at the two guards standing at the door of the room and shouted.  The two guards turned a deaf ear and turned a blind eye. One of them probably felt that Tang Xingguang's scream was too harsh, so he simply turned around and stood facing the door.  Looking at this posture, it seemed as if he was afraid that someone would really rush in. The other person was explaining something softly into the headset. Tang Xingguang vaguely seemed to hear the other person saying: It's okay His Majesty the Emperor It's just a joke  in spite of¡­¡­.

    "It's really unreasonable. Once you become the emperor, you can beat people at will"
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